Love Hurt

Это стихотворение
на русском —
на арабском —

I’ve been wounded at heart,
Feel myself like a victim —
I’d be better a part,
Giving up to your system.

Got no way to avoid
Senseless self-deceit,
The hurt seems being employed
For my luck in pursuit.

Change of job, relocation
Won’t heal bloody wound,
To remove pain and tension
All I need’s rendezvous.

We will walk in the garden,
I thank God for a chance,
Though my love is so ardent
I need naught but your glance.

Rhythm of binary heart rate
Is precise so I wait —

«No» — it’s over, I am death,
«Yes» — I live, take a breath.


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